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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Batman_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Dick_Grayson/Jason_Todd, Tim_Drake/Dick_Grayson, Tim_Drake/Jason_Todd,
      Tim_Drake/Dick_Grayson/Jason_Todd/Bruce_Wayne, implied_Dick_Grayson/
      Damian_Wayne, referenced_Stephanie_Brown/Tim_Drake/Jason_Todd
  Character:
      Dick_Grayson, Jason_Todd, Tim_Drake, Bruce_Wayne, Damian_Wayne, mentioned
      Stephanie_Brown, mentioned_Cassandra_Cain
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Werewolves, Alternate_Universe_-_Omegaverse, a/b/
      o_dynamics, Lots_of_Sex, Loads_of_it, omega_sex_slurs, nothing_with_cruel
      intent, mild_spanking, like_really_mild, dom/sub_themes, Knotting, tears
      of_pleasure, use_of_toys, Sexual_Punishment, implied_ambiguous_underage
      sex, Damian's_16, Dirty_Talk, some_of_it's_bad, Desperation_Play,
      Humiliation_kink, Praise_Kink, Size_Kink, Slight_Foot_Fetish, Foot_Jobs,
      Begging, omegas_produce_slick, I_think_that's_everything?
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-06-16 Words: 4020
****** Please and Thank You ******
by Devils_Little_Angel
Summary
     It's just porn.
     Literally that's it.
     It's all porn.
     All they do is fuck.
Notes
     The intros shit I know, sorry. It was originally just me talking
     dirty about them to make my friend uncomfortable and then it
     transformed, also it was awkwardly in present tense which I hate
     using when typing up stories so I tried to give it some tense changes
     without really changing it but the second half was in this awful mix
     of BOTH past and present and just, man.
     Personally I think it's great but I also can't read it without
     blushing because it is by no means vanilla and that's really the only
     warning I can properly give.
     But, Read on if you so desire.
See the end of the work for more notes
 One day, Tim walked in on Dick and Bruce but instead of walking out like a
good little omega he stood there watching, squirming and rubbing his tiny hard
on between his legs, but they didn't stop. They knew he was there. They got
louder. More erotic. Dick was an exhibitionist and Bruce loved to indulge
him. Then, Jason walked in and stood behind Tim, whispering the dirtiest things
in his ear, although his wasn't really whispering at all.
  It got to the point where Tim was whimpering and begging and Jason told him
that if he wants to be such a little knotty whore that he could just bend him
over a couch and leave him there for anyone to see, or maybe give him to Damian
since he'd probably enjoy being dominated by a sixteen year old, "C'mon Timmy,
he's 3 years younger than you but his cocks almost twice your size, you're so
much smaller than him in every way its almost pathetic" and Tim came all over
his pants like a horny little boy, which Jason was quick to tell him.
Soon enough, Dick was knotted and he always got chatty when that happened. He
started the string of the dirtiest babble Tim had ever heard, calling him over,
"Look Timmy, I'm knotted. It feels so good Timmy Bruce is so big and his knots
just filling me right up, look Timmy", going as far as pulling apart his cheeks
to show him that he's still hard and Tim could see the way Dick's rim fluttered
around the knot, trying to suck it in even deeper. He watched as Dick grinded
down against it, rubbing his cock against Bruce's abs and moaning as Bruce
gripped his hip in a way that would definitely leave bruises.
 Tim was practically in a trance as he climbed on to the bed on his hands and
knees, his little short shorts cupping his ass. Jason watched from his position
with his arms crossed against the wall. Before he could think about it he was
kissing Dick's rim, his tongue lapping against the edge of the knot like a
starved kitten.
   Jason walked over with a growl seeing Tim worshiping another alphas knot,
even if it was Bruce, (Bruce, his alpha, all of their's alpha.) and he gave Tim
a spank, one wallop of his large hand, the palm of which spanned almost the
entirety of Tim's ass. It made Tim gasp, forcing his body forward and shoving
his tongue inside Dick's hole on accident. Dick moaned and shuddered at the
extra stretch, his dick practically weeping for attention.
  Then, Jason unzipped Tim's shorts and started talking, because while Tim had
a humiliation kink, Dick had a praise kink. Two birds, one stone right? "Look
at Dickie Bird tiny Tim, look at his pretty perfect cock, the way it sits up so
needy, but nowhere near as needy as you, you’re practically desperate, ya’ lil’
omega slut, or maybe you're just a 'mega slut... Probably both. Look at the way
he sits on his alpha's knot. Just what’d I'd expect. He’s truly a golden boy of
perfection, such a good little omega."
  Suddenly, Tim turned around, his hands scrambling to wrap around Jason’s
shoulders, rutting against Jason's leg, until he finally got a solid grip,
yanking his head down so hard Jason's pretty sure he almost got whiplash. Not
that it really mattered when his horny little omega was practically trying to
force his tongue down his throat. Jason gripped his hip HARD, hard enough to
make Tim gasp and shudder, forcing him to slow down the kiss, until Jason
finally pulled away. Immediately, Tim tried again but Jason’s growl made him
freeze, "Use your words, Baby Bird"
   "I— I— I—......" Tim's body shuddered, his hips giving little jerky thrusts
as if possessed, "I can't, Jason!"
   Jason's head fell onto Tim's shoulder and he took a moment to recompose.
There was absolutely no reason why Tim's voice should have sounded as wrecked
as it did, and holy fuck if that didn't turn him on nothing would. "Sure you
can, Timmy, you're the big bad Red Robin, there's no way you're that useless"
 The mix of the insult and praise really shouldn't have gotten to him as much
as it did, but then Jason was moving, pressing forward, raising one knee to
rest on the bed, and gripping his hips with one hand, while the other raised to
his hair, the little tug making him release a breathy sigh. Jason was holding
him and maybe he could, because Jason said he could and Jason had always been
right about these things(Tim was always right about everything
else.Always.), "I— I want.." his voice cracked and he took a deep breath,
before finally just blurting it all out in one big huff, "Iwantyoutoknotme
pleaseknotmejason
IknowthatI'mabadomegabutIpromiseI'llbegoodpleaseohpleasejasonIwantitsobadplease
IswearI'llsitonyourknotlikeagoodomegaIwon'tsquirmanymoreI'llbehavesocanIhaveitplease?" It
took Jason a few seconds to figure out what Tim actually said but when he
did..... He really shouldn't have been blamed for his slight loss of control.
Really. Especially not when he heard a restless moan from behind Tim.
   Behind them, Dick had managed to maneuver himself, in that way that really
only Dick could, twisting and contorting until he sat facing them, legs spread
wide, held apart by Bruce's knees, leaning back against his chest, his eyes
lidded and a heavy blush covering his face. Jason looked up at him briefly,
hooded eyes filled with a dark haze of arousal and dick moans again, grinding
himself down against Bruce's knot
 Before Tim could even figure out what was going on, his body had been
repositioned. He had been turned around, a thigh between his spread legs, the
warmth at his back making him sigh contently, hands up by his head, gripping at
the shoulders of Jason's shirt until he finally took notice of the scene in
front of him. He gave a tiny whimper, hips canting up into nothing, only to
come back down to grind against Jason's leg, speeding up as Jason began to
whisper-not-whisper into his ear "Jeez, Baby Bird, I knew you were desperate,
but I didn't know you were that desperate, moaning like such a pretty slut,
unable to stop rutting, although I don't know what you expect to fuck with such
a tiny dick like that.." Tim's body legs shook, on the verge of giving out, as
Jason just kept talking, seeming to say whatever had come to mind.
   Dick licked his lips at the sight in front of him, getting that mischievous
look in his eye that had made all of his brother's believe without a doubt that
his house would be Slytherin, instead of the Gryffindor that he tried to
portray (an argument they held MANY times). Tim was on display in front of him,
his shirt riding up, tiny nub of a cock popping out of his unzipped short
shorts, which really, how did he even get into those?, and one of his little
alphas at his back, completely overwhelming him. (Dick got to call them that
because he was the big brother, so they were all little in comparison, which he
never let them forget.) Dick didn't even realize that he had been talking until
he noticed that Tim was biting his lip so hard that blood was trickling down
from where it had split, eyes glossy with tears. "—he probably wouldn't even be
able to handle it actually. Damian's a pup but his knot alone is already bigger
than that little nub he calls a dick" To accentuate his point he reached
forward with a foot, rubbing it again him.
  Tim couldn't take it. Dick's light conversational tone overlapping with Jay's
low growling commentary ("Look at that Tiny Tim, Dick's getting you off with
his foot, because that's all you deserve isn't that right Dick?" "Yup! Maybe if
he's good he'll get to feel my tongue, although I probably won't feel anything.
It'd be like eating a sucker really..."), the thigh between his cheeks, the
foot on his nub... He couldn't bear it, so when a hand went to pull down his
shorts, and a wave of slick literally gushed everywhere, getting all over the
bed and Jason's jeans, he wasn’t shocked. Embarrassed? Yes. Surprised? No. The
way the shorts had been made, the way they cupped into the crease between the
bottom of his asscheeks and his thighs, the tight press of the seam against his
hole, the inside being layered with latex, so the cloth wouldn't absorb
anything... It made sure that no slick would be able to escape until they we're
taken off, which were his intentions.
   Three groans sounded at the sight, not even Bruce being able to stop it,
another forceful wave of come pressing into Dick making them both shudder
slightly. Other than this though, he didn't involve himself. He was content to
just watch his boys play with each other, (because whether they liked to admit
it or not, they were all his and they would always be his). Dick and Jason, on
the other hand, we're not so easily placated. The both immediately began to
discuss the amount of slick Tim had produced "Wow Timmy, I didn't even know you
could produce that much.."
"I can't wait until Jaybird lets me hold you down and eat you out, because he
will won't he? I'll spread you open, have you writhing on my tongue, sobbing
with pleasure, you'll come from my tongue alone, because I said so, like the
little whore you are. I am going to devour you, Timothy.."  Tim was falling
apart, but toes rubbing his nipples, a foot on his dick, fingers in his mouth,
fingers in his ass, they were all holding him together, the shaking mess that
he was. All he could do was nod at their words, sucking feverishly on the
fingers in his mouth. He had never heard his full name used that way, and it
sent hot twinges of desire through him, his tiny little dick jumping against
Dick's foot, which was immediately commented on. Did they ever run out of
things to say? He didn't need preparation, they all knew that, but everyone
enjoyed the fact that he was such a little slut that he would come from fingers
alone (or a tongue, God, Dick...). They enjoyed the way he would desperately
suckle at Jason’s fingers, the way his tiny mouth would stretch wide around
them, and he was happy to be useful, to be used.
 Suddenly, the hands and feet were gone, ("No! I'm sorry! I promise I'll be
good next time, I'msorry—") He didn't know what he did wrong, but he'd fix it
he swore. He'd behave so please don't leave him like this. He didn't even
realize that he had been babbling out his thoughts, eyes filled with two
different sorts of tears, as hands desperately tried to drag Jason's hands
back, since he couldn't reach Dick, until he felt a hand slap across his butt.
He just sobbed and nodded in despair. He had been bad, this is punishment,
maybe if he's good for his punishment he'll be rewarded— "Tim are you listening
to me?" Tim needed to listen, if he didn't listen they wouldn't come back. "You
aren't in trouble, Baby Bird, Do you hear me? You aren't in trouble" What? But
then why— "You did really good, you aren't in trouble, you're getting rewarded.
You hear me? You did good." Oh... “Now go to Dickie, he has a gift for you"
   Tim nodded. He would listen. He would be good. He began to crawl forward on
shaky arms and legs like he was supposed to, panicking when they gave out. No,
no, no. He didn't want to be punished for not listening! "C'mon Timmy, you can
do it.. C'mere.." He nodded, entire body shaking under the strain, and pushed
himself back up, beginning to crawl forward again. He would do this, for Dick,
for Jason, and for Bruce. Before he realized, there were hands stroking his
face, pulling him up. Kisses were being placed on the edges of his eyes, his
eyelids, his lips. "—you did it, Timmy, I'm so proud of you. Even a tiny little
thing like you could do it. You did so well, you didn't even cry even though
you wanted to. You did so well.." Tim nodded, his head bobbing up and down. It
seemed like that was all he could do anymore. He was just so glad he wasn't
going to be in trouble for falling, that he did well, he didn't even care.
  The hands were leading him down again, a voice shushing the baby. He hadn't
even noticed that he had been whimpering. He didn't know what those hands
wanted until it was pressed against his lips. He obediently opened his mouth,
pleased to have received such a gift. The stretch was slightly painful, his
mouth really was tiny, but he enjoyed the feel of his jaw being sore, although
it was never sore for long because everyone always took such good care of him,
even Damian, because he's the baby. He slowly bobbed his head up and down,
tasting the sweet tang of drying cum, it wasn't Dick's first orgasm. He would
alternate between his gentle suckling, and lapping at the tip with his little
tongue, drinking up all that was offered to him "like a good baby slut"
   Tim was so focused on behaving, on the task in front of him he wasn't even
aware of Jason until he was pressing inside of him. He gasped as he felt
himself being stretched open, the slow, easy slide in causing a whimper to
vibrate up his throat, making Dick groan and clutch his hair tighter. He had to
dig his nails into Dick's thighs, not that he minded, to keep himself from
biting down when he felt the slightest bump of Jason's knot that was already
starting to form. Jason was taking care of him so well, giving him everything
he wanted, just how he liked it that he couldn't take it anymore. A sob hitched
his breath, making his body shudder even more, as Jason began to move in him,
the tears that had filled his eyes throughout almost the entire interaction
finally spilling down his cheeks, so grateful for all that he was receiving. He
looked up at Dick as he sucked, trying to show his gratitude through his eyes,
even as he cried.
  Dick groaned, shuddering as he hunched over Tim, "Shit— FUck, Bruce!! Bruce!
BRuce, Get my phone, pleas-oh fuck, please Bruce please I need a picture I need
this, Bruce please, oh god. Fuck, Timmy, Tim, Timmers god you look like the
fucking poster child of great sex, you're doing so well good god I'm going to
make you my phone background because I could look at you forever god Tim, I
want to come down your pretty little throat, watch you choke and try to
swallow, but I also want to see you covered in my come, knot in your ass, all
fucked out. God Tim I want to wreck you. You make me wish I was an alpha just
so I could see you choke on my knot— fuck!.." Tim moaned at his words, still
staring up at Dick as if he were the greatest gift he had ever had the joy of
having, trying to fuck himself against Jason, to the point where Jason had to
grab his hips in a hold that was sure to leave bruises, slamming into him again
and again, letting out something of a moan that was also something of a growl.
Either way it turned Tim on like nothing else.
  Bruce took this time to take a picture of the scene, using Dick's shoulder as
a vantage point, then getting creative and holding the phone out to the side to
take a wide shot. Tim was stretched between them, making him look even smaller
in comparison to their larger, taller bodies. His back was arched in attempt to
thrust back against Jason, his little nub bobbing against his stomach, leaving
trails of precum across his stomach and puddles of precum and slick across the
sheets. Scratches littered Tim and Dick's thighs, Tim trying to hold onto Dick
as Jason's rough movements rocked his entire body, forcing him down onto the
dick in his mouth and making him gag, the feel of Tim's throat undulating
around him, nearly making Dick lose it right then and there.
  Jason's thrusts grew even more forceful, if that was possible, as his knot
grew, Tim bleeding as his claws broke skin, pulling him back into him as he
moved forward. He knew Tim loved being stretched even more by his knot as it
pulled out and pushed in, his baby was a size queen. Plus the soft plop of his
rim sucking the entirety of his knot in and trying to hold him there was
unbelievably satisfying. He spread Tim's cheeks and stopped, calling to Dick's
attention the sight of Tim fucking himself on his knot, rather pitifully (which
Jason was sure to tell him), since he couldn't think well enough to get enough
force and coordination behind his thrusts to do it properly. That was the last
straw for Dick, yanking Tim off of him with perhaps a bit more force than
intended, the pain and sudden clearing of his airway making him gasp as his
eyes slid shut, moaning as he felt his face and hair getting covered in Dick's
cum
   Satisfied, Dick took his phone from Bruce, who had been dutifully taking
pictures the entire time, and took some more of his come covered Baby Bird, his
dick resting against his lips, as his little pink tongue lapped at the tip like
a kitten. Jason still hadn't started moving and after what felt like forever
("It was like thirty seconds, you're just a desperate whore, Timmy") Tim was
starting to get really frustrated, while his tiny, weak, choppy thrusts were
enough for Jason, they weren't helping Tim at all— Finally, Tim couldn't take
it anymore and let out a tiny growl, which Jason had been waiting for and
growled in response, slapping his hand down on an oversensitive cheek, claws
leaving little scratches, and grabbed him by the neck, forcing his chest into
the sheets and knocking the air out of his lungs.
   Tim gasped, trying to get his breath back and let out a tiny mewl on
accident, his feral side pleased to have been so thoroughly dominated and
forced into such a submissive position, trying to appease his "angered" alpha.
When he didn't get what he wanted in response to his "apology" he began to
spitefully lick at Bruce's knot, which his face was practically forced against.
He knew that this if nothing else, would anger Jason to action. Surely enough,
Jason growled, almost completely feral, and hunched over Tim and bit him,
sinking his canines into their mating mark and rutting against him. Tim let out
a pleased moaning mewl, glad that things were finally moving along. He could
feel Jason's knot growing and was happy.. Until Jason stopped. Tim let out a
loud whine, slamming his tiny fist against Dick's strong thigh, upset to have
been denied.
   Jason pulled away from Tim's neck, looking up darkly and growling at Dick in
his alpha tone, "Give me your phone." Dick handed it over, pleased to comply
and happy with the praise he received in response. Jason hand moved back to
Tim's ass spreading it to show that he had stopped, with his full knot half
out. Dick gasped at the sight. Most omegas couldn't handle the stretch of a
full knot, it would often lead to lots of painful tearing, and those that could
usually had size prepping beforehand. He immediately went to check Tim, who was
panting breathily, dried tear tracks on his cheeks. He seemed annoyed, but
generally pleased with the stretch, and didn't show any signs of unbearable
pain; also Jason didn't seem concerned so he supposed it was fine. He would
never do anything to actually hurt the boy. Jason just moved on to take a
picture, and gave the phone back to Dick, who quietly took it, trying to pacify
Jason's alpha, with his show of submission. It might of worked but Jason didn't
show it, telling Tim that he knew what to do, and that he should have just
listened instead of being such a 'disobedient knotwhore'.
   Dick watched as Tim began to squirm, his inability to stay still reminding
him of the knot that currently occupied his hole, filling him up so
deliciously, and leaned back against Bruce, enjoying the show that was on
display for him. He bounced happily on Bruce's cock as Tim began to get
spanked, wanting the same treatment, his masochistic side showing. Finally,
after the twenty-seventh hit (he was only supposed to get ten, but he kept
messing up the count), Tim was a sobbing mess, weakly grinding against Jason,
and mewling praises of how he had such a good alpha, that he was unworthy but
so glad to be filling up with his alpha's cum, that he was sorry for
misbehaving, that good omega's shouldn't make promises and not keep them.
Finally, with a thrust that held so much force it shoved Tim's cum covered face
into Dick's ass, pressing against Bruce's knot for the who-knows-what time that
night, Jason knotted Tim who let out a sob of relief. Dick took another
picture, before getting the brilliant idea to send them to Stephanie, who was
visiting Cass in Hong Kong. 'timmy_was_a_good_bad_boy_;)'
   About an hour later, both Bruce and Jason had finished knotting, but when
Jason pulled out, he reached into his jacket pocket pulling out an oddly shaped
butt plug, shoving it into Tim, who whimpered. Jason shushed him, stroking his
back, telling him that he loved him but bad boys needed to be punished so that
they could learn. Tim just nodded his understanding letting out of soft
hiccupping sob. After they finished cleaning up it was around time for dinner,
so they went down stairs. Tim saw Damian wrinkle his nose and knew he could
smell the sex on him, the others had gotten to shower but he hadn't, and he
blushed, the embarrassment and knowledge of the plug he was wearing, of Damian
not knowing but being able to smell it on him, making his nub harden, as he
squirmed in his seat quietly. Dinner passed without much fuss, and immediately
after Jason took Tim upstairs.
   It wasn't until they were all in the cave after a patrol that Tim hadn't
attended that Damian asked what had been pressing his mind for a while, "Where
was Drake? Was it because of injuries received in due to his own stupidity?"
  Dick looked at him, a strange look in his eyes, and chuckled, "Basically. And
you know Tim isn't stupid. I'll show you pictures later." With a sigh, Damian
turned to Jason, "You really need to learn some self-control."
  Jason snorted, "No, he needs to learn to listen."
 Damian looked at him blankly, "You do realize he does it on purpose right?"
 "I know, but he might learn something this time." and then he reaches into his
pocket and Damian watches as he presses a switch on what obviously was the
remote control for a vibrator, from low to high for a few seconds before
switching it off and walking away. "Now I'm going to see how much he's cried in
the past few hours."
 "You're cruel, Todd"
 Dick patted Damian on the back, "You and I both know he's going to go up there
and be insanely mushy, and give Tim all the after care in the world."
"I know."
"Now, why don't we go have sex in the batmobile?"
"You're unbelievable"
"Bruce left for a business trip after dinner though and I'm horny!!!!!" Dick
whined.
".............Fine."
End Notes
     I feel like I end up gifting all my works to WindXLicus. Your
     welcome. Also tell me what you think because I get so embarrassed by
     these things, I am amazed that I even managed to write all of this.
     Also tell me about any grammar mistakes or anything. I was too
     embarrassed to proper read over it.
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